Remember Glitch? Wait, did I tell you about Glitch? Maybe some of you. Anyway, here's a quick blurb about it.
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Through a small vertical crack in the wall, you will find a hidden street. It was lost, when one day someone found it, and formed a small community there. A street, that goes on for 13 miles. A secret community. Well, that's welcoming. But if you do know of it, you aren't allowed to tell anyone outside. Leave them to find it on their own. But people rarely have the correct stability to do that and remain sane.
This place, is called Glitch. Why? That's all that it is. A Glitch. Something that was never supposed to have happened. People who are born there do not exist. The government doesn't know about them, and they hardly ever leave Glitch, save for a few brave souls. Anything that goes on there was never have supposed to have happen. Apparently, it's all a lie.
The people of Glitch formed their own small community, and they have a basic layout. Crumbling on the edges, apartments and small houses come next, then shops and stores, to the bigger businesses in the center, much like the way a city is built.
The one caution you must take in Glitch, however, is that there is a caution of traveling alone. People are disappearing. And what's replacing them, isn't what you see that often.
Or ever, for that matter.
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Yes, well, I'll probably alter the plot bit by bit if I need to, but that's the general main idea.
Now. For the first time in Glitch history...I present to you...The prologue!
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Violet was running not for her life, but for her family's life. She ran as she clutched the single shopping bag to her chest, her clothes sticking to her body.
All she had were her little sister, Rain, and her little brother, Conrad. Rain was 8, and Conrad was 5. Violet topped both of them put together with her age of 15, but because of loosing their parents, the two younger kids had to grow up a bit faster. Truth be told, Violet didn't remember anything before one icy day in December when she had slipped and hit her head. Her past didn't feel real. Certain words would have a feeling, but lacked a meaning in them. Because of that, she was never able to fill out any paper for a job, and thus, she was forced to stealing for food.
“Stop! Thief!” A old store owner called from the front door, his face red. “Someone stop that girl!”
Violet hugged the shopping bag harder against her grubby tank top, her jeans getting muddier and wetter by the second from the rain puddles in the street. Her dirty, previously white sneakers were soaked, swamped with water. Violet shivered. She needed to get a coat.
As she pushed her way through the crowd, out of the corner of her eye, Violet saw a cop car pulling up to see what the commotion was. She pressed on running, looking forward.
Her feet skidded on the ground as she turned into the nearest alley, breathing heavily. She could hear the whistles and yells of the police. Her wrists twitched in fear of having cuffs around them. Violet pressed on running.
“No!” she shouted in frustration as the alley ended in a dead end, cursing. She should of stayed with the larger crowds of people. Turning around slightly, Violet saw one police officer with a billy club running down to her.
That couldn't happen. She couldn't get caught. Even if she were to go to jail for one or two days, or pay a fee (she didn't have any money to begin with), who would take care of Rain and Conrad? She had made a promise to Rain just earlier that day.
"Violet?" Rain had asked, walking into the dirty kitchen, where Violet was scraping together what food they had left. Rain had long curly blond hair, like Violet, however Violets' was a dark brown. They both had the same hazy light sea green eyes.
Violet had turned around, holding an empty soup can. "Yeah Rai?"
Rain shuffled her feet. "Are we...are we going to starve?"
The older girl had froze. "Where did you get that idea?"
"I overheard you last night. You were in here, and you were holding an apple and talking to yourself. You said it was the last."
Violet bit her lip.
Rain had continued. "That's...that's the same apple me and Conrad ate for breakfast today, wasn't it?"
Violet slowly nodded her head. "Yes Rain, yes that was."
"So...what are we going to do now...?" Rain asked.
In a flash, Violet had scooped up her younger sister, hugging her tightly. "Don't you worry about anything Rain. I'm going to take care of you and Conrad, okay?”
All she had were her little sister, Rain, and her little brother, Conrad. Rain was 8, and Conrad was 5. Violet topped both of them put together with her age of 15, but because of loosing their parents, the two younger kids had to grow up a bit faster. Truth be told, Violet didn't remember anything before one icy day in December when she had slipped and hit her head. Her past didn't feel real. Certain words would have a feeling, but lacked a meaning in them. Because of that, she was never able to fill out any paper for a job, and thus, she was forced to stealing for food.
“Stop! Thief!” A old store owner called from the front door, his face red. “Someone stop that girl!”
Violet hugged the shopping bag harder against her grubby tank top, her jeans getting muddier and wetter by the second from the rain puddles in the street. Her dirty, previously white sneakers were soaked, swamped with water. Violet shivered. She needed to get a coat.
As she pushed her way through the crowd, out of the corner of her eye, Violet saw a cop car pulling up to see what the commotion was. She pressed on running, looking forward.
Her feet skidded on the ground as she turned into the nearest alley, breathing heavily. She could hear the whistles and yells of the police. Her wrists twitched in fear of having cuffs around them. Violet pressed on running.
“No!” she shouted in frustration as the alley ended in a dead end, cursing. She should of stayed with the larger crowds of people. Turning around slightly, Violet saw one police officer with a billy club running down to her.
That couldn't happen. She couldn't get caught. Even if she were to go to jail for one or two days, or pay a fee (she didn't have any money to begin with), who would take care of Rain and Conrad? She had made a promise to Rain just earlier that day.
"Violet?" Rain had asked, walking into the dirty kitchen, where Violet was scraping together what food they had left. Rain had long curly blond hair, like Violet, however Violets' was a dark brown. They both had the same hazy light sea green eyes.
Violet had turned around, holding an empty soup can. "Yeah Rai?"
Rain shuffled her feet. "Are we...are we going to starve?"
The older girl had froze. "Where did you get that idea?"
"I overheard you last night. You were in here, and you were holding an apple and talking to yourself. You said it was the last."
Violet bit her lip.
Rain had continued. "That's...that's the same apple me and Conrad ate for breakfast today, wasn't it?"
Violet slowly nodded her head. "Yes Rain, yes that was."
"So...what are we going to do now...?" Rain asked.
In a flash, Violet had scooped up her younger sister, hugging her tightly. "Don't you worry about anything Rain. I'm going to take care of you and Conrad, okay?”
“Promise?” Rain asked.
Violet had nodded. “I promise.”
Now Violet was going to break her promise by being a reckless fool, soon the bank would take their house away because they couldn't pay the debts, and Violet got herself caught stealing food.
She pressed her back to the wall, staring the police in the eyes. Violet edged along the wall. Maybe if she distracted him, then she could slip by him and run away. Maybe. She slid along the wall, but suddenly...
There was no wall.
Violet's back hit the ground as she fell into the vertical crack at the corner, and she scooted farther into it. The farther away from the cop the better. The cop was looking around as if she had just disappeared. Standing up, Violet raised an eyebrow. She slowly started to back away, the turned, breaking into a full out sprint.
She wasn't sure how far or how long she traveled through the crack in the wall, but when she came out onto the other side, the sun was just breaking through the clouds, illuminating the new world she had just entered.
The first thing she saw, was a street sign with one word, the first letter lower case and the rest upper case.
“gLITCH”
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